Classic Poem

The eye (Gentlemen) is the Iudge of beautie, the
eare of vtteraunce, the sense of Art: these
insuing Sonnets, (sonnes of no partiall Iudge,
whose eies were acquainted with Beauties Riches,
whose eares frequented to Angelicall sounds, and
sense rauished with excellent Science) are now
by misfortune left as Orphans: and craue desertfull
acceptance of your experienst iudgements; in whom
rests what euer Beautie would grace, or Art adorne.
Beeing left desolate, they seeke entertainment:
farther they will not, how euer you accept them;
better they desire not, but as you like to vse them.